C is for CRUNK

Thu, 25 Aug 2005 13:10:38 GMT

just for the record, that was the worst birthday ever.
and college is a huge pain in the ass.

Fri, 15 Jul 2005 15:13:59 GMT

ATTENTION ALL THE MOTHERFUCKERS THAT CAN READ THIS:
My Graduation Party is TOMORROW. I know I slacked on sending out invitations but you all should come anyways. Tomorrow, from 2-6 at my house. 774 Polvadera. Commerce, 48382. Mapquest that bitch. Or call me. 248-766-5732. All the cool kids are going. If I like you, please come and eat all my food.

Mon, 13 Jun 2005 16:21:21 GMT

i have mono.
oh, and tonsillitis.

yeah, it's a little bit funny.
but if i ever find out who gave it to me, i'll kill them.

Thu, 02 Jun 2005 04:07:30 GMT

Alright, I need help. I am currently in the process of making a "PIMP PARTY LIMO PROM MIX" and I need all you motherfuckers to give me some good song suggestions.
1, 2, 3....GO!

i do 100 on the high way, so if you do the speed limit, get the FUCK out of my way.

Tue, 19 Apr 2005 03:37:22 GMT

spring break 2005, bitches. (there's about 7,000 pictures behind this cut)

clearly i am the MASTER at ruining pictures:

give it up for the ohio state boys:

papi & mr. america:

mr. america & chino the creep ass:

JMO getting excited in willay's car!

the girls in willay's car on the way to michigan party dos:

PIMP mother fuckers wear visors:

classic group shot:

saint mary's ORIGINAL circle of love:

ryan from troy and jessica:

on the beach:

craving for wendy's finally kicked in...pre wendy's:

FINALLY wendy's:

humping the lion in excitement from wendy's:

sharing the frosty on the bus:

FISH FACE:

the morning after, we are fucking ballas:

mike and i! but i look retarded:

michigan party! badasses:

do you live in michigan? MICHIGAN!:

WOO MICHIGAN!:

yay for frank:

me and tj the soccer boy:

mike laff, my cleavage and me:

so seductive:

LZ AND J MO MO:

"i just want to pull the corrrrd!":

"it's my mother fucking birthday, everybody screeeeeeeam!":

lindsay and kt groping the indian:

linny and the journal.."that's going in the book.":

me making out with lindsay's face:

katie kissing...please note the hair:

at the mother fucking mall, kt in the cart!:

kt car dancing...sober, i swear:

kt and tj the soccer boy:

kt and the german soccer player:

me and kt love each other:

kt and FUCKIN' AL:

jonah (your name is holy but you are not), jenny and mike # 38:

JMO like she was for the majority of the trip:

JMO and JESUS WILL:

HUMP!:

linny and katie:

katie and "run mother fuckers run" blake:

linny and katie in their mamasita pose:

katie's fucking al impression in al's GAY shirt:

KT FACE!

laura and linnnnny + curlers:

"i gotta boogie board, i gotta ride that tiger." jmo and billay:

PIMP jmo...ignore the garbage can:

i love when you tell jenny to get excited:

old hollywood with katie and stanker:

heroine addict will who loves jesus, me and hot mike laff:

DRUNK:

WOOOOO SHOTS:

dia de los autobus...yay, the bus...woo:

two and half hours later:

booo, we HATE the bus:

bus stops are for pimps:

blake thumbs up, fuckin' al, and katie:

yeah it took forever, but it was fucking worth it. heck yes for spring break 2005, bitches.

shake it all the time.

Tue, 22 Mar 2005 04:55:29 GMT

hahahahha!
that is the best peice of artwork i've ever created.

loud & out of key.

Sun, 20 Mar 2005 16:27:08 GMT

last night, at 7-11 at 12 at night, i almost got ass raped by a middle aged man in a white grand dam. this is because robbie and gibb thought it would be funny to steal the blaze and drive away for ten minutes leaving me in 7-11's parking lot and vulnerable to all creepy ass men. thanks guys!

other than that, this weekend wasn't what i anticipated but i'll accept.

cacacacountdown bitches: threeeeee days.

i seem to lean on old familiar ways.

Sat, 12 Mar 2005 19:52:52 GMT

girls night out was a success and much needed. despite the abundance of creepy, ass guys and to gibb's disappointment, we did not get ass raped. the majority of the night will remain confidential. night's like those remind me of everything that i will miss next year. the only thing to look forward to is the ending of high school bullshit drama, immaturity and let downs which i will NOT let out number the great times. other than that, f-f-f-fuck change.

there are moments when i know it and the world revolves around us. and we're keeping it, keeping it all going, this delicate balance, vulnerable all knowing.

it's all going to come up so fast. spring break, prom, graduation and the summer. let's keep it going.

heck yesssss.

Wed, 02 Mar 2005 02:33:21 GMT

Congratulations! You got your photo on a bottle of Jonse Soda or Jones Soda Naturals! You are the cream of the crop! The king of the hill! The cat's meow! And before you go thinking that we're being sarcastic, let me assure you that we really, truly mean it. Only a mere 1% of all submitted photos make it to the much sought after Jones label. So, please take a moment to step back, bask in all your glory and know that you are officially neater today than you were yesterday. Want your own bottle? Check your local store where you already buy Jones! Happy Hunting!! XOXO, Julie Jones Soda Co.

yeah, this is pretty much the coolest thing that's happened to me in awhile. if anybody sees a cream soda bottle with this picture on it, FUCKING BUY IT!

oh yeah, and i'm going to see phantom of the opera on sunday with rachel smith and lindsay holbrook! give it up for today!

can i get a baked potato? with a little sour cream, and a little bit of chives.

Thu, 10 Feb 2005 00:42:00 GMT

happy 18th birthday to:
michelle "chelle" rigsby
&
rachel "mother fucking" smith!
<3

Tue, 11 Jan 2005 20:54:51 GMT

this beach sucks.

Mon, 10 Jan 2005 03:17:33 GMT

things that i love and i'm so glad high school consists of:

-drama.
-bitches.
-sluts.
-people who act like their twelve.
-jealous girls.
-stupid girls.
-parents.
-badasses.

people, get over yourselves, shut the fuck up and stop complaining before i start cutting.

Wed, 29 Dec 2004 22:54:12 GMT

in the criminal justice system, the people are represented by two seperate, yet equally important groups: the police who investigate crime and the district attorneys who prosecute the offenders. these are their stories:

lennie briscoe, i love you.

Tue, 28 Dec 2004 05:40:45 GMT

Attention: Badasses of Commerce Township (and surrounding areas)

Watch out because as of today, I am starting my own revolution. Watch your backs, bitches.

Wed, 03 Nov 2004 03:08:02 GMT

it seems that bush is cooking kerry's goose.

Wed, 25 Aug 2004 19:05:26 GMT

today while making a thank you card for marge, i burnt myself with the hot glue gun. then, about twenty minutes later, while straitening my hair, i burnt myself with the hair straightner...in the exact same place. please tell me, how is it that one can burn themselves twice, within twenty minutes, in the exact same place? how is this even possible?

all that this summer is still lacking, is a road trip. since i missed out on the boston adventure...chicago, anyone?

ps: attn. adam boggs, as i was driving yesterday listening to the first dispatch cd that you gave me, it started skipping. i realized that the cd was scratched beyond belief to the point where only two or three songs would even play. i was so angry that i almost swerved purposely to hit a small woodland creature. is it at all possible that if i gave you a blank cd, you could re-burn me the original dispatch cd? plllleeease.

Mon, 23 Aug 2004 01:06:37 GMT

Dear Jessica Knurick,
I have tried calling your house phone numerous times and it is busy. My cell phone is gone and dead so i do not have your cell phone number. I regret to inform you that i cannot go bowling or even hang out tomorrow due to the fact that (a) i'm working because panera is the worst place on the planet, and (b) i am currently grounded until next sunday. (yes that's right, grounded on my birthday.) I truly am sorry and I truly am ultra upset because i really wanted to see you and GO BOWLING! I hope that we can hang out or go bowling or both sometime after sunday (when i'm no longer grounded!)
:(

<3L

Sat, 21 Aug 2004 04:20:54 GMT

i am currently filling out applications and applying to the following:
-old navy
-borders books & music
-joann's fabrics
-kohls

if anyone else has any suggestions for a new job that DOES NOT involve food services, please let me know.

dance, dance revolution, keep your body movin.

Sat, 24 Jul 2004 04:00:42 GMT

visit this website, now:
www.jibjab.com

as well as this one:
http://www.jonessoda.com/gallery/view.php?ID=251798&search=laura%20zavislak&offset=1
(there are more, as well)
and VOTE, damnit.

Cellar Door

Thu, 11 Mar 2004 01:33:54 GMT

First of all, Papa Smurf didn't create Smurfette. Gargamel did. She was sent in as Gargamel's evil spy with the intention of destroying the Smurf village, but the overwhelming goodness of the Smurf way of life transformed her. And as for the whole gang-bang scenario, it just couldn't happen. Smurfs are asexual. They don't even have reproductive organs under those little white pants. That's what's so illogical, you know, about being a Smurf. What's the point of living if you don't have a dick?

and jump and wave.

Fri, 20 Feb 2004 05:35:50 GMT

all i have to say is how about a big FUCK YOU to michigan weather. snow can suck it. let's go back to mexico.

are you going to be drinking?

Sat, 14 Feb 2004 22:11:43 GMT

hola from mexico!
our vacation has consisted of: sun, paddle boats, large men in speedos, thong bikinis, possibly parasailing tomorrow if sabrina can talk me in to it...UNlikely, spa, steam room, sauna, getting black, underwater charades, goggles, WARM, michael jackson impersonations, miguel, FOOOOOD, farting underwater, bubbles, chicago/mulan rouge... mexican style, mexicans watching us sleep... which is a true story, pina coladas, sunburn, dirty hair, ice cream, walking, put put, disco...not yet but soon, and MORE TO COME.

you're all jealous.
HAHH

and now i understand the supernova scene.

Tue, 20 Jan 2004 19:50:24 GMT

there's something about that tunnel that leads to downtown. it's glorious at nite. just glorious. you start on one side of the mountain and it's dark, and the radio is loud. as you enter the tunnel, the wind gets sucked away, and you squint from the lights overhead. when you adjust to the lights, you can see the other side in the distance just as the sound of the radio fades to nothing because the waves just can't reach. then, you're in the middle of the tunnel, and everything becomes a calm dream. as you see the opening get closer, you just can't get there fast enough. and finally, just when you think you'll never get there, you see the opening right in front of you. and the radio comes back even louder than you rememeber it. and the wind is waiting. and you fly out of the tunnel onto the bridge. and there it is. the city. a million lights and buildings and everything seems as exciting as the first time you saw it. it really is a grand entrance.

wisdom of the day

Sun, 11 Jan 2004 22:44:45 GMT

"Actually, I--this may sound a little West Texan to you, but I like it. When I'm talking about--when I'm talking about...myself, and when he's talking about...myself, all of us are talking about me."
- George W. Bush
Hardball
May 31, 2000.

well now, we call this the act of mating.

Wed, 24 Dec 2003 17:16:28 GMT

i fooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooound them. hahahahahahahahahahahahahaha. bitches.
now, if anyone would like to find my negatives for photo for me. that would be much appreciated.